Chapter Seventy Rumors Heard

  The three of them walked quickly, looking like they still had something to do, and coming to the Hongyan Mall was just a detour to harass Qin Hua Yu for a bit.

  Song Jian saw that the three of them did not get on the bus, and he also did not enter his own Land Rover, but instead followed closely behind Pi Hai and the other two.

  Zhou Tong carried a bag and some things, caught up with him, stuffed some cosmetics into Song Jian's hands, and said: "Song Jian, do you think we will encounter quicksand in the desert? On TV, I always see quicksand swallowing people."

  Not having gone yet, Zhou Tong has already started thinking about it day and night.

  Song Jian carried the bag and said, "Those are all fake. It's generally hard to encounter large-scale quicksand. For a long-legged girl like you, being trapped up to her knees is already considered severe quicksand."

  "Really? You can also see that I've grown taller?" Zhou Tong walked alongside Song Jian with a smile, the two of them looking like a couple.

  The three of them walked over a thousand meters before turning into a small alleyway.

  Song Jian pulled Zhou Tong and quickly followed, also entering the small alley.

  The alley is a bit narrow, but it's very lively. Inside, there's a small market with vendors selling eggs and stinky tofu. The shops on both sides are old, mostly restaurants and game rooms.

  Although Suzhou has long been promoting urbanization, many local residents of Suzhou do not have the ability to purchase those commercial houses. Walking on the main streets of Suzhou, what you see are luxurious shops and luxury hotels, but real Suzhou people will not come to these places for consumption. Behind the tall buildings, there are still many markets, where prices are half cheaper than those places on the main street.

  Three people walked into a restaurant with a fairly large facade.

  Song Jian took a look and saw "Juquan Lu" written on it, apparently it was a donkey meat restaurant.

  Zhou Tong clung tightly to Song Jian's side and said, "They've gone in, shall we follow?"

  "Of course, I'll treat you to donkey meat." Song Jian and Zhou Tong also entered the alley and then went into that restaurant.

  It was not yet lunchtime, so there were not many customers in the restaurant. As I entered the restaurant, waves of fragrance wafted over.

  Zhou Tong sniffed, "So donkey meat smells so good?"

  Song Jianhuan glanced around and quickly locked onto a private room.

  "Please sit down, you two sit down," said a middle-aged woman wearing an apron, walking up to Song Jian and Zhou Tong.

  "He pointed to a private room next to them and said, 'Let's sit there.'"

  "But there are only two of you," the aunt said hesitantly. The table inside the private room is an eight-person table, which is left for larger groups of guests.

  "But we eat a lot and now there's no one using the private room," Song Jian said, "You see, my girlfriend is not used to eating in crowded places."

  The aunt looked at Zhou Tong and smiled knowingly, saying: "I understand, I understand. You're a young lady who's never been to a small restaurant like ours before, don't worry, our store may look dirty, but the things are absolutely clean, come on, you guys go in."

  It's obvious that this woman took Zhou Tong as a rich girl, and Song Jian was the lucky poor boy. A rich girl eating in such a place is really not used to the gaze of the surrounding customers, let alone Zhou Tong being too beautiful, she must have attracted a lot of attention.

  After thanking him, Song Jian and Zhou Tong entered the private room, took over the menu, ordered a few special donkey meat dishes, and also ordered some sauce meat, tofu, and pastries. The two of them ordered enough for five people.

  The old lady smiled so much that her mouth couldn't close, and after pouring a pot of Longjing tea, she went to entertain the other guests.

  Song Jian leaned against his ear and quietly listened to the conversation in the adjacent package room.

  "This time, something's not right. Last time, someone reported us to the authorities, and our plans were exposed to the police. If it weren't for Manager Sun's quick thinking, we would have been caught on the spot by those public security officers." a man said in a low, hoarse voice.

  "Well, boss, has the traitor been found?" someone asked.

  "It's been taken care of secretly. It was the mother of San Gouzzi that day." The first person said, "Manager Sun, you've called us all over this time, are you planning to take action?"

  "Uh, the things inside are a must-have for me. Here, 50,000 yuan, you five people divide it equally first. Before and after the Spring Festival, when the police are less vigilant, you can make your move." A voice was lazy and full of arrogance.

  Song Jian felt that the person's voice was very familiar, and after careful consideration, he remembered the young man he met in the backyard of Yunyan Temple in Huqiu, Sun Tian. At that time, Sun Tian deceived Song Jian and also cheated those police officers led by Li Mengya, so Song Jian remembered it very clearly. Moreover, this Sun Tian was extremely powerful, and if placed in the former Song Dynasty, he would be a martial arts master.

  "It turns out that Sun Tian had not given up yet, he gathered Pi Hai and others, it seems that they are going to take action to steal the He Lü Mausoleum below Tiger Hill before or after the Spring Festival." Song Jian understood this section and also put down his mind, temporarily withdrawing the idea of punishing Pi Hai.

  The dishes were served quickly, and Song Jian and Zhou Tong had a big meal. Zhou Tong ate while praising the food nonstop, seemingly not expecting that such a dirty place would have such an excellent chef.

  Before long, Sun Tian in the next private room bid farewell and left, leaving five others behind, drinking and boasting loudly, among them Pi Hai boasting about his escapades with Qin Hua Yu in the KTV.

  Song Jian did not want to listen anymore, and after finishing dinner with Zhou Tong, he left.

  Back at the Hongyan Mall, Song Jian suggested that Qin Huayu temporarily suspend business for a while, but this counter should not be withdrawn. After negotiating with the mall administrator, the mall administrator stated that as long as Pi Hai and others no longer come to the mall to make trouble, this counter still belongs to Qin Huayu, and the original contract is still in effect.

  After leaving Hongyan Mall, Song Jian planned to go see the boss of Red Star Pharmaceutical Factory.

  Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory, although it is called a pharmaceutical factory, can only be considered a medicinal material processing plant. Inside, in addition to providing some packaged Chinese medicinal materials, they also process simple ointments, plasters, and honeyed pills. Customers provide the prescription, Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory takes care of the processing, sometimes they also undertake some hospital orders, but relatively few.

  As the land price in Suzhou City soared, the land tax that Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory had to pay also doubled. Coupled with the increase in workers' wages and the decline in sales of traditional Chinese medicine, the profit of Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory turned negative.

  The director of Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory had the idea of selling this pharmaceutical factory, and after posting information on Tongcheng Network, it was seen by Song Jian, so Song Jian came to discuss the acquisition with the director.

  Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory is located in the Jinji Lake Industrial Park area, which is actually quite good. It's only a 20-minute drive from Siyuan Company.

  Song Jian got on the car and headed to Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory, but Zhou Tong insisted on following.

  "Anyway, there's nothing else to do, you treated me to a donkey meat lunch at noon, so of course I'll help you with business," Zhou Tong said, giving his reason, and then got on the car.

  Song Jian had no choice but to take Zhou Tong and head towards Jinji Lake District.

  "It would be so cool to drive this car into the Taklamakan Desert!" Zhou Tong looked around inside the car, a luxurious vehicle worth over 20 million, and the interior was still very comfortable.

  This is true, this modified off-road vehicle is extremely sturdy, even if it encounters Xinjiang rioters, there's no need to worry.

  The car soon arrived at the Red Star Pharmaceutical Factory.

  After getting off the car, after saying a word with the gatekeeper, Song Jian and Zhou Tong walked into the pharmaceutical factory.

  There are not many buildings in the pharmaceutical factory, three warehouses, two workshops, and an office building, that's all.

  "Do you want to take over this factory?" Zhou Tong looked around and said, "Why does it feel so shabby?"

  Two people entered the office building and said they wanted to find the factory director. Not long after, a woman in her thirties ran over and asked, "Are you Mr. Song?"

  Song Jian nodded and looked at the woman with a puzzled expression, for he remembered that the factory director was a man.

  "Who am I? Who are you?"

  "Hello, Mr. Song, I am the financial director of Red Star Pharmaceutical Factory. Our factory head had mentioned to me that you were going to acquire our factory. Originally, our factory head should be here waiting for you, but recently some things happened, so this acquisition matter may have to be delayed." The woman said apologetically with a smile towards Song Jian.

  "What's going on?" Song Jian furrowed his brow. He had already discussed and agreed with the factory director Liu Dachun, but now that he was here, Liu was nowhere to be found, and instead wanted to delay the acquisition. Song Jian had planned to change the sign and open for business after the Spring Festival next year.

  The woman felt the anger in Song Jian's words and hastily explained: "Mr. Song, don't be angry, our factory director really had something happen to him, he...he has some physical problems and is still hospitalized now."

  "Oh? Hospitalized? Which hospital?" Song Jian asked, he couldn't wait.

  "Right nearby at Hubian Hospital, Mr. Song, please don't be angry." The woman bowed repeatedly.

  Song Jian waved his hand and said, "Since Director Liu is sick in the hospital, we should also go visit him."

  After getting the detailed address, Song Jian and Zhou Tong left the factory, got on the car, and headed to Hupan Hospital.

  When Song Jian left, the female accountant sighed, "Alas, it's not easy to find someone willing to take over this mess. Hopefully nothing goes wrong. I don't know if Director Liu will really become mentally ill."

  They bought some fruit on the road, and then Song Jian and Zhou Tong entered Hupan Hospital. Hupan Hospital is located by the side of Jinji Lake, with good medical conditions. The key point is that this place has a nice view, which is beneficial for recovery from illness.

  Entering the hospital, arriving at the inpatient department, just getting to the second floor, a chaotic sound of footsteps came.

  "Get out..."

  "Ah!" "Ah!"

  Footsteps accompanied by bursts of screams came over.

  Song Jian shielded Zhou Tong behind him and went up the stairs, where he saw a robust man with bloodshot eyes staring at the staircase. Originally, his skin was bronze-colored, but now it was covered in sweat, and as he ran, he let out loud, piercing howls.

  Behind this man, more than 20 people followed, including doctors, nurses, patient's family members and many onlookers. It was obvious that these people wanted to catch the man in front.

  "Get out of the way!"

  That man's mind was somewhat unclear, and when he reached the stairs, he saw Song Jian standing there, and with one push, he pushed him onto Song Jian's chest.